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First and foremost: Tell us about yourself, as a player.:
Hello, My name is Dylan Backlund I am 17 years old and have been Rping for
a little over 3 years. Ive spent time at servers such as Freedom(7 months),
Millennium(2 years) and had a light stint on the new merged server of
Milly, Ravenguard and Avalerion called Imperium ( 2 months) I am a friendly
guy, so I've been told and I like to make new friends. I've heard a lot of
good things about Coth and I decided I would give it a whirl as the rules
here fit how I prefer to rp not all these Custom races and garbage on other
server's I've been too. I hope I will fit in here and meet lots of people
interested in fun enjoyable rp as I am.

What country do you come from? What is your primary language?
What country do you come from? What is your primary language?
I was born in Seoul, South Korea, Moved to Germany for 4 years then my
family moved to Canada where I now reside, I speak Korean, German and
English and im Learning French at the moment as it's required in Ontario.
My primary language is Korean, although I speak German and English fluently.

How did you get into Warcraft?:
How did you get into Warcraft?:
I used to Play Warcraft 1-2-3 when I was younger and became hooked on the
stories and lore and so forth. When I heard an Rpg based on it was coming
out I quickly turned. I played on Retail for a while but wasn't really my
style so I heard about these Private rp Servers and from there I joined
Millennium and my years of True rp began. I used to be a Lore Master last
year on Millennium so I would say I know my fair share of Warcraft history
and Lore.

What made you seek our server over others? (or How did you find us?):
What made you seek our server over others? (or How did you find us?):
Well, I was the Leader of the most successful Evil guild on Imperium. (Merge
server of Millennium, Ravenguard, Avalerion) And have been doing quite
well, until I declared war on one of the Gms guilds, He did not like that
and while we where all offline, they Icly attacked our fortress, killing all
52 of us. So due to that outrage we became fed up with the Corruption there
and left. A friend of mine used to RP here a while ago, explained its rules
and so forth and said it would be a good fit for me. Thus I have come
here.

What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
What kinds of roleplay do you enjoy?:
I see myself as an extremely versatile Rper. I can have fun playing out most
situations. On Imperium I was a Burning Legion agent so As such I couldn't
rp with a vast majority of the server, so being alone and rping with small
groups was fine with me. I prefer relaxing tavern rp, sipping wine, and
chatting with friends. Although I do enjoy the excitement of a good
dventure with peril and such.

What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
What is your favorite race/class? Why?:
My favorite Race would be a tie between Troll and Orc as I'm in love with
orc lore and trolls because I've been rping a Troll on most servers I've been
to. So I've grown accustomed to speaking in the Jamaican lingo, cannibalism
and all the fun things Trolls do (lol). Class is a tough one for me but
Troll Hunter is probably the best as I'm a big nature/animal lover in real
life, so I rp such a class better then others. Although I have much Mage
and Warlock experience so I could do well as either of those. This whole
question is a tough one because I'm very open to all things.

What are your expectations of this server?:
What are your expectations of this server?:
Honestly I'm not expecting this to be some Holy Sanctum. I've heard plenty of
good things and through browsing the forums and such I think I would fit in
here. I'm just looking for a place to have Good RP without people running
around as Dragons or Pit lords. So with that said, I simply expect a
Pleasant, fun and enjoyable RP experience.

Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals to you the most?:
What are your expectations of this server?:
Honestly I'm not expecting this to be some Holy Sanctum. I've heard plenty of
good things and through browsing the forums and such I think I would fit in
here. I'm just looking for a place to have Good RP without people running
around as Dragons or Pit lords. So with that said, I simply expect a
Pleasant, fun and enjoyable RP experience.

Out of all of our rules and regulations listed on our server, which appeals
to you the most?:
The Language rule hits close to me, as I am a mixed race. Half Asian, Half
Swedish, so I hear enough variations of the Twinkie joke (yellow outside
white inside) and such. Drug use also hits close as I've had family members
who've had issues with drugs, so Im glad to see these rules enforced.

Godmoding as well because any reasonable Rper wouldn't want that to happen
to them.

Over all, Respect as well because that's common sense as the old saying
goes: "Do unto others as you want done unto you."

Lastly, tell us a story! It can be short, it can be long; but most importantly, we want to see your work in action. Go!:
Lastly, tell us a story! It can be short, it can be long; but most
importantly, we want to see your work in action. Go!:
Raphael Lemieux was a typical mage in the great city of Dalaran, but let's
take a few steps back now, shall we? At the time of Raphael's birth he was
nothing special, an ordinary baby, no Medivh, no Thrall. His destiny was to
be a farmer in Elwynn like his father and his brothers and sisters. He
came from a large family that was very loving. When Raphael was around the age of
ten, an unexpected visitor knocked on the door of his family's quaint little
farmstead. Upon opening the door his father was greeted by a kindly old
man, something wasn't as it seems about him however and they were right.
This man was a mage.

The man came in no hostile means. He even helped Raphael's mother, Rose, cook
dinner for the family and was utmost respectful. He spoke to Raphael's
parents about their child, stating that he's been watching the boy for some
time and was intrigued by his connection with magic despite the boy not
having any prior training, no magically inclined family members or anything
at all that would pertain to this gift the Old man spoke of. His parents were
not willing to quickly accept that some Old man was going to drop a bomb on
them like this and take their son away without proof. The Old man nodded
taking a small bowl of water. Placing it in front of the boy, he asked
him to focus on it. Raphael stared hard at the bowl, his face shaking and
turning slightly red from his excessive concentration. To everyone's
amazement the bowl wiggled around and then turned over. His parents looked
in shock and the boy smiled as if he just won a gold medal.

The funny thing about this whole thing is... Well Raphael didn't in fact move
the Bowl. He didn't even stir the water in the slightest. Standing behind his
parents, the Old man could vaguely be seen whirling his finger around. Now
despite what you may be thinking now, the young boy in fact did possess
magical abilities but he would need years of studying and exercises to
harness them. The Old man knew this and also knew his family would never let
their son go without some proof, even if slightly fabricated. So the next
morning the Old man returned and took the young boy to Dalaran. Years went
by, essentially uneventful day in and day out of magical studies, but the now
young adult longed for something more. He thought to himself that reading
books amongst aging men will get him no where.

Around the time a Cult was rising up secretly. The Cult Of The Damned. At
first Raphael thought little of it as he figured the Kirin Tor would do
something about them. He was wrong by all accounts, but it seemingly worked
out to his favor as he was approached one day whilst out on a stroll by
some shady purple robed men. They spoke to him of immortality, power beyond
his dreams and an end to the droll existence he lived. He agreed shaking
one of the men's hands and they handed him a book and told him where the Cult
meets. He began to study the book at nights as it spoke of necromancy, the
undead, and spells that could weaken and kill. He was thoroughly impressed.
Over time his colleagues became suspicious of him, as he had expected so
one dark night he donned a purple robe , took his books on Necromancy and
fled into the night taking haven at one of the Cult safe houses.

More time passed by as the Cult soon merged with the fallen Prince Arthas's
forces and the new Lich Kel'thuzad. With the increasing undead running
rampant through Azeroth, Raphael was able to freely use his Necromancy in
public, frequently raising fallen foes into undeath, becoming quite adept at
it, and leading his own faction within the Cult of specially gifted
Necromancers and powerful Undead. With his group he was able to better
serve the Scourge and often personally led attacks on villages and
homesteads taking supreme pleasure in maiming peasants and enemies alike
with his crippling necromantic powers and then reviving them into the
Scourge so their souls can still know no peace. For his dark deeds he
committed in the Scourge's name he was allowed to go with Arthas's forces
to Northrend to help stop Illidan and his forces from destroying the Frozen
throne.

His guerrilla style tactics of hit and run, then resurrecting the dead
quickly helped deal blow after blow to Illidans forces as they neared closer
to the Throne itself. His lust for power drove him onward for glory but
that also proved to be his downfall. Whilst Arthas was taking over the final
Obelisk, the unthinkable happened. A lone arrow shot from a dieing Sin'dorei
pierced clean through Raphael's heart and he coughed out a large amount of
blood as he slammed forward into the frozen ice and snow, bleeding out
until he died moments later. Arthas, now having defeated Illidan and donning
the Lich King's armor and moniker, then began to spread his power across
Northrend firstly by reviving the dead forces of both sides. When his will
came across the body of Raphael he remembered his deeds, cunning, skill and
leadership qualities.

Firstly he brought forth Raphael in the form of a Shade and asked him a
simple thing. Immortality and power, as you were promised so long ago when
you joined the Cult of the Damned, I will grant you, in return for absolute
and undying loyalty. Raphael eagerly spoke the words. "Of course!". Seconds
later the ground trembled around Raphael's body as a large floating
skeleton now stood, completely naked but being a skeleton there's not much
to see. The Lich king told him he was then a mighty Lich and spoke to him of
his new tasks: firstly finding appropriate attire. Raphael, pleased,
willingly went off but not before Discarding his old name in a testament of
rebirth, taking the name Ammemnon the White, in contrast to his silky milk
white bones. He laughed maniacally as the wind churned up the snow until he
was completely invisible, his laughter fading into silence and only the eerie
winds scream could be heard.

Is there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
If there anything else you would like to add, ask, or otherwise clarify?:
I have no questions, everything I needed to know I found on Forum which is
always nice, thank you for your time reading all this.
-Dylan Backlund
Welcome to the server!
Thank you :3